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COULTER COOK lyrics : "First Try Pt. II"

Roll up to the hood, lookin' extra fly,
I don't know if I should, but I see a !@().
Her face lookin' good, $$# real tight.

I ask her if I could, yeah, I saw her that night.
I don't know if she intended, but my $#&@ing dick, she bent it.
I ran up out her house, and her car I $#&@ing dented.

I popped her in mouth, knowing she ain't got a dentist.
She look at me like, "whuh?", I said (*##$, let's play some tennis.
I got out my racket, and I swung real hard.

Her face hit the net, yeah, that (*##$ scarred.
"Wanna play some golf hoe? I'm gonna go par.
$#&@ it, instead, I'll hit you with my car."

Every single bump was another baby dead.
Jesus was like, "I only got eleven beds".
"Christ man, just send them babies to the red."

"But sending them to hell would be popping some lead."
He finally gave in, so I watched him do his work.
He left heaven for awhile, so I decided to lurk.

I found !@$^, !@$^, and even more !@$^.
He was lubing his dick, like butter and corn.
I kept looking through his %#@!, expecting something nasty,

He came up from behind all saying, "Make it a fasty."
"Christ, bro? What are you, a !@$)got?
Dicks bring you in like raw meat for maggots.

At first it was a thought, but now you're attracted,
So for that I $#&@ed your mother, Mary's $$#, I packed it."
He said, "I'll banish you to hell, I can't forgive you for your sin.

But you better be ready, Satan likes $#&@ing men."
"You're all $#&@ing gay! I thought it was a story,
You leave every man's !@#* all cut and gorey.

I'm gonna leave here, but not where you're expectin'.
Ghana, West Africa, please I'm beggin'.
I want the money up front, every dime and penny,

But I also $#&@ed your sister, I think her name was Jenny?
She had that real tight $$#, the best for pounding.
She came on to me, like the pressure was mounting."

I really gotta go, but first I gotta say..
I could write mo', but I ain't gettin' paid,
I don't get a hoe, I would if they came,

So drop to the flo', you finna' get laid...

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